my best friend's words are about me
I find myself
slightly selfish
in the fact that I only write about myself
my dreams
my wants
always my fears
too afraid to share it
too afraid to live it
to live it down
to re live
be in the moment
it is the hardest steps to climb
going backwards
turning around to face your worst enemy
dreaming that someone would find comfort in your nightmare
my best friend's words are about me
he has found the beauty of my nightmares
and surrounded my fear of open space with comfort
with cloud soft words
and
friendship
it happens
it always happens
so maybe perhaps
one day
a new stranger can learn from the pain in my voice
and stop himself from causing nightmares
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